“Running With The Wind”, a poem by L.Willows (Holiness of God, The Joy, Holy Spirit)

Running With The Wind

Leaping towards heaven in wondrous beseech
are the prayers of our hearts,
with longing, they reach.

Held in the palm of God’s heart in His keep,
love lifts spinning skyward,
running home in the deep.

In the midst of it all, we mount not in vain,
There, everywhere,
God Reigns. God Reigns.

Running with the Wind, we sing out Holy praise.
There, in becoming with
The Joy of all days.

Sending, His Kingdom from a reach that reigns Love,
for all to re-gather
by His will from above.

Certain in the calling from His Name in the skies.
There we proclaim,
with our heart tears baptized.

© 2020 Linda Willows

Esther 8:17 — Your words were found, and I ate them, and your words became to me a joy and the delight of my heart, for I am called by your name, O Lord, God of hosts.

Isaiah 57:15 —For thus says the One who is high and lifted up, who inhabits eternity, whose name is Holy: “I dwell in the high and holy place, and also with him who is of a contrite and lowly spirit, to revive the spirit of the lowly, and to revive the heart of the contrite.

“In The Wind That Runs Love” a Worship Poem from L.Willows (Holy, God’s Spirit, Blessing)

IN THE WIND THAT RUNS LOVE

Holy God, Your song, is in the Wind that runs Love,
whispering and praying as thousands of doves.
There we see the majesty, in heaven’s deep blue.
With wonder, we ponder the mysteries of You.

Bring to the fore the hearts that shine grace.
Fill every need in The Lord’s deep embrace.
Yours from the Beginning to the End and then more,
for every tomorrow – we enter Love’s Door.

Come, Holy Blessings in a raincloud that bursts,
Sweeten heart hopes, as The Father fills thirst.
Run with the Winds of Love’s prayer freed,
lifted by the Grace of divine intercede. 

Yours in the Wind-songs, our voices call Home,
in worship that gathers, swept from all roam.
Holy- Your song, in the Wind that runs Love.
Whispering, and praying as thousands of doves.


© 2020 Linda Willows

Deuteronomy 28:2 –“The Lord through Moses said, “And all these blessings shall come on you, and overtake you, if you obey the voice of the LORD your God.”

Acts 2:2 —And suddenly there came from heaven a sound like a mighty rushing wind, and it filled the entire house where they were sitting.

“Calling His Song”, a worship poem from L.Willows (God’s Glory, See Jesus, The Holy Spirit)

Calling His Song

How can such music begin to play sweet,
like a lullaby that enters in dance from a far street?
Then, comes a season, like a time long ago
as windswept horizons come forward – they know.

Notes play alone; they enter from afar.
Then sounds a caller, like a bird from a star.
Float-Cloud upon all the listeners there
swept from the heavens above God’s rarefied air.

Hush, hear the music; the notes playing sweet,
a lullaby enters like a dance from a far street.
Heart, be soft- like the mist in God’s Day.
Called, like a song in the Ancient One’s way.

Float-Cloud upon all the listeners there
swept from the heavens in God’s rarefied air
Calling His song, The Spirit’s Holy Dove
There, from the heavens, in Love’s dive from above.

© 2020 Linda Willows

Daniel 7:13 -“I saw in the night visions, and behold, with the clouds of heaven there came one like a son of man, and he came to the Ancient of Days and was presented before him.”